Chapter 31
Sophia was getting sized up so weirdly that her big eyes were practically squirming under his brooding gaze.
Just as she was about to ask him what was up, Brandon beat her to the punch, âMind if I come in and chill for a bit?â
âNot really convenient,â she said.
But Brandon wasnât the type to take no for an answer just because of a single comment.
He didnât barge in, nor did he take off, but he just stood there with his eternally calm demeanor, giving off vibes like he wasnât going anywhere unless she let him in.
Sophiaâs voice faltered, and her confidence seemed to drain away involuntarily, âIâm closing the door now. Do whatever
you want.â
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As she was about to shut the door, Brandon suddenly put his hand out to stop it and with a little push, he opened it and stepped inside.
Sophia was steaming âYou canât just be this shameless.â
She and Brandon had never really had a spat, and sheâd never really lost her temper at him. Their interactions had always been super chill, which made it pretty hard for her to get all up in his face now. All she could do was to shout at him with a voice that lacked any oomph, which, if anything, sounded a bit coquettish.
Brandon rarely saw her get mad like this, so he shot her a look.
And just like that, her fiery spirit deflated a notch.
âIâm going to bed. Even her explanation came out all soft and unconvincing.
âIâll leave in a bit, Brandon said.
Sophia hesitated, then let go of the door.
Brandon walked in and took a seat on the sofa. When sitting down, he glanced at the coffee table and noticed that the medical report that had been there was gone.
He couldnât help but look up at Sophia.
Sophia had a hunch about what he might ask.
âMy healthâs really fine, she said, as she pulled out a blood test report from the top drawer of the dresser, âJust been eating poorly lately and got a bit of low blood sugar. Got it checked out today.â
She handed the blood test to Brandon.
Brandon took a look and, indeed, nothing major.
But he remembered there should have been at least two reports from different times today-one on the coffee table and the one in her bag she didnât want him to see, most likely.
Brandon didnât forget the first thing that man said when he knocked on the door. Susan just called me saying you went to the hospital this afternoon andâ¦â
The sentence was cut off by her anxious interruption.
The date on this report was todayâs, obviously from the afternoon hospital visit.
But the one from the coffee table.
His gaze shifted to the drawer behind Sophia.
Sophia felt a bit on edge for no reason, her eyes carrying a hint of wariness.
Brandoris gaze lingered in her eyes for a moment, but he didnât press further. Instead, he switched topics. âWhat was your name before?â
Her mind was boggled by his out-of-the-blue question.
âJust Sophia,â the said, âYou know that, right?
âAlways been Sophia? Never changed it?â
Sophia thought for a moment. Sheâd been Sophia for as long as she could remember, so she nodded. âYeah, thatâs
right.â
âAny unusual experiences when you were a kid?â
Sophia frowned. âWhy the sudden interrogation?â
âNo reason, just reminded me of someone.â
Sophia chuckled. âYolanda, maybe?â
Brandon just looked at her, saying nothing.